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About San Jose

So, I’m wanderin’, feelin’ like Bob, y’know? “The more you know who you are…” and all that movie jazz. I’m thinkin’, maybe I’ll find her again. Not love, nah, just a chat! But—ugh—swamp’s fulla fakes. This one time, I’m hoppin’ along, and some chick’s like, “Fifty bucks, frog!” I’m like, “Lady, I ain’t that green!” Made me laugh, tho. Still, kinda sad—she looked tired, y’know?

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I can be overdramatic sometimes, but hey, that's me—spa owner with a passion! I calm folks with my oils and music, but Prescott calms me too, with its hidden alleys, wind whispers, and secret smiles on ancient faces. It’s a love tale, my precious, so wild and raw—each day a new scene, like the film’s mystic, subtle cuts.

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